Hello friends! I am so sorry for the long wait, I haven't forgotten this story, my life just gets so busy sometimes. But, enough excuses. Here is the new chapter. I hope you guys like it, and if you want, please leave a review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.

Lithuania awoke to the first glows of an orange sunrise stretching its beams across the bed and floor. The few birds who had not left for winter chirped loudly in the trees outside the window. Beside him, Jagiello began to awake as well.

"Labas rytas, Your Grace."

"Labas rytas Lietuva. Did you sleep well?"

Lithuania nodded. "It's cold sir." He shivered for emphasis, even beneath the warm covers. Jagiello smiled. "Well, you know what that means right?" Lithuania let out a groan as Jagiello removed the blanket with one swoop. "We will just have to get around quickly!" Shivering Lithuania jumped out of bed, whimpering when he made it to the middle of the floor. "M-m-y tr-trunk's-s-s no-t-t h-here." His teeth chattered disorientating his speech. Jagiello paused for a moment. "That's right. Here." he threw a shirt at Lithuania followed by a pair of breaches, then a vest. "Put this on and we will see what we can do."

The little nation did as he was told, desperate to be warm again. Swallowed by the clothes of the grown man, he smiled at his duke. "Th-thank you. I fe-feel warmer already-dy."

At that time, there came a knock at the door. "Your Grace? When you are ready, I am here to take you to breakfast." A servant called.

"Ready to face the day Lietuva?"

Lithuania nodded. "I'll show that Polish snobas just what the Grand Duchy of Lithuania is all about."

The Duke ruffled his hair. "Yes, you will. But be kind. When need them to like us. But that shouldn't be hard for you, I have a very kind country." As the man spoke, they walked out and started to follow the servant. Lithuania grabbed Jagiello's hand. "You really think I'm nice?" he asked, blue eyes wide and filled with longing.

"Lietuva, you are one of the kindest souls I have ever met. Sometimes I worry it will get the better of you." Lithuania smiled to himself. "Thank you, sir. That means a lot."

As they walked, the two continued conversing in Lithuanian. The little nation could feel his stomach starting to hurt once he caught the smell of breakfast. He stopped outside the impressive oak doors. "You go in sir." He told his duke. "I want to make sure I look okay."

"Alright, Lietuva. I'm not sure there's much you can do though. I really must have your trunk moved into my room soon. Drowned in clothes is not a good look on you." Jagiello said good-naturedly. Lithuania watched as the man entered the room.

Jagiello says I'm kind. Jagiello says I'm kind. He told himself repeatedly. I can do this. This will be easy. I am a kind person, I can put up with the Polish idiotas, I can make this work. In a few days, I will be back home and this will be all behind me. Lithuania took a few deep breaths. Good. I successfully calmed myself down. I didn't let myself dwell on the negative, like how I'll be stuck in a union with a nation who hates me. Or that perhaps this doesn't pacify the Teutonic Knights and he tries to attack again. And Lenkija hates me so he won't help, so of course, the Knights will win. And if he wins maybe I won't exist anymore! Or perhaps he'll enslave me and my people. I can't let my people become slaves to that sadistic Christian nation. My people love me and are counting on me, I have to make them proud. Okay, Lietuva. Here is the plan, you have to get Lenkija to like you. But what if he doesn't! I've made a complete and total fool out of myself yesterday, and the first time we meet. He won't want an ally like me. What can I possibly offer him? Oh, this isn't going to work and it's all my fault and-"

Lithuania choked back a sob. He could hardly breathe. He took another glance in the mirror. I look stupid, he thought, taking in his appearance. His hair was still dirty from the horse ride yesterday, and his clothes were too big for him. He wanted to cry. Today is going to be just another day in the long line of days where Lietuva makes a fool out of himself, he thought bitterly. Suddenly a polite cough caused him to swing around coming face to face with Poland. Lithuania blinked in surprise.

"Lybas- I mean, fine morning." He said switching into Polish.

"Good morning." Poland corrected him.

"G-good…morning." Lithuania's words came out awkward and stumbled. Poland snorted but then smiled. "Very nice. You'll be fluent in no-time."

"Thank you."

"So," Poland said rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. "What are you doing out here?"

"Oh! I-uh-nothing, I was admiring the mirror." He said sheepishly, embarrassed to be caught on the verge of tears and near hyperventilation. The Baltic wondered if Poland would make fun of him for that.

"Do you like it?"

"Like what?"

"The mirror!"

"Oh! Yes. It is very nice. I have never seen one of such good quality."

"Have you ever even seen one before?"

"Of course!" Lithuania snapped. "I am a cultured nation, contrary what you seem to believe. I have seen nice things and I know what they are."

Poland narrowed his eyes in anger. "You need to calm down, and stop jumping on me every time I ask a simple question. I am simply trying to get to know you better. Geesh!" He crossed his arms and turned away.

Lithuania stood surprised. Was he overreacting? Poland seemed insulting, but maybe it was just because of the language barrier. Be kind! Be kind! He mentally told himself.

Cautiously he touched Poland's shoulder, making the nation jump slightly. "I-I am sorry. You are right, there are lots of things you have that I don't because…" he grit his teeth, "I am too poor to have them."

Poland looked at him. "Promise you won't yell at me again?" Lithuania was torn between feeling shamed for his actions and angry at Poland. It seemed unfair to ask Lithuania not to get mad when Poland insulted him straight to his face. But he conceded.

"Yes. I will not yell. I am sorry."

Poland's whole face lit up when he smiled "Great! How about I take you on a tour of my home?"

"Okay. I mean, thank you, I mean, that is very kind, I mean, yes please."

Poland laughed. "You and I are going to have so much fun together żebrak, just you wait!"